This was an assignment in Writers Reading Poetry where we had to somehow use the five senses to describe something. The subject of the poem is pretty self-explanatory.
Your 5-Step Program For Me
My face is red, flushed and flustered;
I look at you in disbelief.
My rage streams clumsily in breathless tears,
fluttering down my pre-aging skin.
I wish there was a way for you to see
this pain that makes me fight for nothing;
but is it really nothing?
A rise of frustration asking myself such
makes me tense, painfully sore, unbearably weak.
You make me want to run away,
but your eyes let me do nothing but stand perfectly still;
your gaze tells me you know I won’t move.
Now, I’m in shock from the lack of control;
you have this power without a reason why,
and it chills me to my aching bones.
I’m scared not knowing what will become of me
since I’m granting you your 6th second chance;
because lights that reside at most tunnels’ ends,
have begun to shine on you.
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